I carry you in my smileThough seas sometimes separate us, and often our sunsets differI carry you in the way I loveThough FaceTime temporarily mends the missing And phone calls attempt to fill the distance I carry you in my everyday happenings In the way I love animals, the ocean, and gazing at the stars … Read more
I sit by your cribFor neither the “manger” nor the manager matterFor now, they tell me how to beHow to holdWhen to touch and when not to touchDid I ever imagine that women in cloaks and grubby shoes would tell me how to love you?How to mother you?Was it not I that carried you for … Read more
Thirty-two. Birthdays are different after loss. There’s a family member absent at the table. One less person to cut a slice of cake for. One smile missing from the photographs taken around the fire on winter nights. Birthdays are different when simultaneously grieving and healing. It’s the sacred dance of sorrow and joy; the rebuilding … Read more
I imagine you with stardust in your hair and laughter lathered on your skin Your giggle is like a hummingbird’s song and your eyes twinkle like pearls Your little feet leave a trail of magic behind you And on your breath float droplets of honey The rolls on your arms are like cinnamon tarts Your … Read more
Love cannot be quantified Any more than you can trap sunlight in a bottle Can you count the amount of rays with your naked eye? Or do you feel its warmth against your skin and accept its presence? Love cannot be quantified And oh how presumptuous we would be to attempt to measure it! Do … Read more
Melanie dreamt of being an artist all her life – and she was, for a time. Her paintings had been on show in bespoke galleries around the town, and she had met a small group of admirers, who often emailed her to purchase some of her canvases, and gushed over how her work made them … Read more